Chapter 10

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"So, you work for that guy?" as if to figure me out, his eyes roam and analyze my face. Causing me to have goosebumps, we were inches away from having our lips meet. His cool breath almost made me succumbed to his charms even more. I snapped myself back to reality to realize that he was talking to me.

"Y-yeah" I still haven't processed everything that happened, Josh has never been turned down before. Actually, this is the first time Josh ever have been told off like that. But the whole thing was thrilling...I mean to witness someone as handsome as Marcus talking to Josh like that turn me on to the max. And I guess he knew since he was basically watching me most of the time struggling to control myself.

"Why? He clearly doesn't respect beautiful women" he moved a piece of hair from my face and tucked it behind my ear. He must be talking about when Josh grabbed me, but I was used to his sudden outburst, and temper tantrums whenever he doesn't get what he wants.

"Oh no..don't worry about him. He doesn't take rejection very well." (And don't I know it)

"I bet" we both let out a chuckle as the atmosphere started to get....intense. I felt a vibration coming from my phone, I asked Marcus to give me a moment as I walked to the other side of the room. The screen displayed Josh phone number, I accepted the call and held the phone against my ear.

"H-Hello" I hesitated to answer but knowing him he was not in the mood

"Where are you?" surprisingly he sounds normal, maybe a hint of annoyance but other than that I can tell he's not having his temper tantrum.

"I'm still in the conference room..." I looked back to see Marcus eyeing me down with an intense stare. I felt my heart start as I quickly turned back around.

The phone was so silent I thought the call had dropped until he finally responded.

"I sent a car to pick you up, you can take the rest of the day off." with that he disconnected the call without checking if I had anything to say. I cut my phone off as I turned around, but was halted when I walked into something.....well someone. Marcus stood behind me, his body was firm and for just a moment I felt complete. I felt at peace out of everything I been through and for just that moment.....I felt safe. 

"Um excuse me" I tried excusing myself and walk around him but he took my hand and pulled me in towards him. I didn't want to make I contact with him..I couldn't at all. Being around this man makes me so nervous that I can hardly speak. I feel something that I never felt before but I'm not sure if I want to experience it. It was just one date...one date and I was sure that he wasn't going to give me the time of day. So why is he so persistent...is he...like Josh. To try and butter me up until I'm nice and vulnerable and take advantage of me. I sucked in the air as I tried to read Marcus face, I couldn't see anything and that just made me all the more frustrated. It took me a moment to realize that he was actually talking to me and he was now waiting for an answer.

"Soo?.." he looked down at me and gave me my favorite smile that always makes me forget what I was worried about. Biting my lip I tried to control my urges as he was still holding onto me. Both of his arms were wrapped around my lower back where his hands were placed perfectly but dangerously above my ass. I knew in my mind that we shouldn't be in this room, together and alone. I forced myself to answer as his unintentional patience grew more and more embarrassing for me.

"I'm sorry?" I scrunched my eyebrows together making sure that when he speaks I'll be paying attention

"The date? I was wondering if we can have a movie night at my place..or your place. Whenever you're free of course.." I wasn't sure if I was just daydreaming this but he sounded almost nervous. I thought about it for a moment, I wouldn't mind going on a date now but I need to visit my father. It has been far too long since I visited him and I just want to make sure that everything is ok with him. I gently unraveled myself from Marcus hold of me where we were a foot from each other.

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